Hey. :) I'm just doing a little revising because of a lot of critiques… so if for some reason you randomly decide to read this more than once… you might notice a difference. –This message will be posted on every revised chapter.-

Revised: 10/18/07

And for new readers: ENJOY!

Mission Status

Chapter One

Mission Status: Mission Accepted

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"Damn it," Haruno Sakura hissed, tugging at a piece of ribbon in her silky hair. It had become a complete mess. Her hair seemed to poof up in all directions. After pulling small traces of bubblegum-pink hair off of the magenta ribbon, Sakura ran a wooden brush through her hair once more, sighing as it effortlessly went through, no knots in sight.

"Hn," she muttered, pulling her forest green vest over her low-cut black tank-top. Sakura, hastily retied the ribbon around a lock of hair, creating a large ponytail that protruded from the top of her head.

Throwing her sandals on, eighteen year-old Sakura fumbled out the door, a Leaf Village headband in her right hand, dangling loosely, on her way to her mission briefing.

She quickly strung the hitae-ate around her head. She had started wearing it standardly after her body started maturing. Because her forehead eventually "met" her eyes, Sakura was not embarrassed by it, so everyone knew she didn't cover it because she was afraid of rude remarks. She found it easier to spar and go into battle with the headband tightly around her forehead. She felt it was more effective. Why? Who knows…Sakura had her preferences.

Glancing down at her watch, Sakura cursed. 12:06 PM, it read. Her briefing was supposed to be at 12. "Hopefully Tsunade won't get too angry," she thought, quickening her pace.

After training under the Hokage, Sakura took her rightful place: working as a medic-nin through Anbu. Her skills were par to her former sensei's, and her strength perhaps surpassed Tsunade's. Reaching her destination, Sakura raced into her desired room, and saw the Hokage…glaring at her.

"You're late," Tsunade stated matter-of-factly.

"Well…" Sakura began, "There was this dog in the road, and-"

Tsuande shook her head. "You're turning into Kakashi now, aren't you."

"Heh…" Sakura muttered, "perhaps."

Tsunade leaned on her desk, her hands running over numerous folders.

At that moment, Sakura noticed the extremely serious look on the Hokage's face. Tsunade looked up into the kunoichi's eyes and began.

"Sakura," she began, twiddling her thumbs. "You very well know that female kunoichi…must sometimes…uhm…. I'm not quite sure how to start this."

"Sakura," she began once more, "this mission…this mission is extremely difficult, and it really has nothing to do with your skills as a medic-nin... I picked you for it because now that you're a beautiful young kunoichi- no…that is, now that you're skills have increased, and your body has matured- no…that's not how I meant it..." She sighed, thinking of the correct way to say what she had to say.

"Please, Sakura, take a seat."

Sakura sat down in the small wooden chair in front of her as Tsunade picked out a folder and slid it across the desk. When it reached Sakura's hands, she peered down at it confusingly.

"First, let me say that this is your choice. There is no obligation for you to accept this mission. I won't feel let down in any way if you turn it down. I have confidence in you. Even if this is S-class, I know how badly you want him back, and I felt obligated to give you the first choice."

"Him?" Sakura asked confusedly. Sasuke?

"A few days ago Orochimaru was spotted in a brothel on the outskirts of Sound. Sakura, it's been over four years since Sasuke left…and all missions to retrieve him have been unsuccessful due to lack of information. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, would be to go undercover as a prostitute in that brothel and to gather as much information about Orochimaru as you can." She paused, wanting Sakura to absorb the information that was placed out in front of her. "That would preferably be… the destination of his hideout, his weaknesses, facts about Sasuke, etc."

"Tsunade-san," Sakura whispered, the idea running through her head over and over, like a wild hurricane in her mind was taking place.

She thought it over. She had been seductive in missions before; however, it had only led as far as making-out. She shivered at the idea of doing that with Orochimaru. She had wanted to save her virginity for Sasuke. She wanted to save everything for Sasuke…her life, her love, her innocence…it was supposed to be all meant for him. However, none of that could happen if he was with Orochimaru, and if she was in Konoha.

Sakura looked down at the ground for a few seconds before looking back up into the eyes of Tsunade.

"Do you need more time to think about it?"

Sakura bit her lip. She peered down at the ground for a moment, thinking it through. "Tsunade-san, I accept," she whispered. She then stood tall, shoulders back, and spoke louder. "It is my mission as a kunoichi to do what is needed to protect this village…" She paused. "And Sasuke.." she added softly.

"I will do it," she stated, her head bowing to the Hokage.

Tsunade nodded. "Sakura, you don't know how much I appreciate this. You will be a hero in Konoha, I promise." She pulled the girl she looked at like a daughter closer. "I'm so proud of you," she said softly, embracing her ex-student tightly.

After a moment or two, Tsunade pulled away. She quickly returned to a business-like attitude. "Of course, this mission is to be secret to the rest of the village until the time is right to say anything."

Sakura bowed her head in acknowledgment. "Of course."

"I am honored to be chosen for such an important mission," Sakura said, her voice shaking a little.

Tsunade grinned at Sakura. She had come such a long way in only a few years. "Here," she said, picking up the file. "Here are the mission details. Location facts, target's fighting technique, etc. You will be leaving for a trip in one week. Then we'll see where it goes from there."

"Arigatou, Tsunade-san," Sakura said, her green eyes fixing on the ground as she bowed.

"Ja ne," Tsunade whispered to herself as Sakura disappeared out the door.

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Six days later….

Sakura peered into her closet, a frown crossing her usually cheerful face. "I wasn't thinking when I said yes to this mission," she muttered to herself. She was looking for an outfit that would-….tempt….Orochimaru. She bit her lip. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she whispered quietly, slumping to the ground. She was going to lose her virginity to a man more than three times her age! Her eyes widened as she came to a realization: there was no way she could do this. She felt tears well up in her eyes. There was no way she wanted to do this! She only hoped she could complete the mission with her innocence still in tact.

The worst part was, in her opinion, that she had no one to talk to about it.

Sakura quickly swept away a tear that escaped from her right eye. "I will not cry!" she yelled out loud, to no one particular. "Shinobi do not cry!" she stated for what must have been the eightieth time. She shook her head.

More tear fell from her eyes as she held her head in her hands. "I…I…I guess I'm just no strong enough to be a shinobi! I should have said no…I should have…-"

But she knew it was too late to change her mind. She knew even more that she was being selfish. This was for Sasuke- the man she had loved her whole life! Was she going to watch him die just because she was too afraid to go on a mission?

Heh! No. No. No. Hell no! Inner Sakura yelled, punching her fists in the air.

The pink haired girl pouted childishly as she ran her small fingers through a plethora of tight, low cut clothing Tsunade had given her. "There are no way any of these will fit," Sakura pondered, her right index finger tracing over a silk skirt that must have went a few inches over her thighs.

After what seemed like hours of throwing clothes on and off, Sakura found an acceptable top and bottom that she would wear for her first encounter with Mr. "Snake-man." Most of the garments Tsunade had set out for her did the same thing: flaunt her chest and curves, her ass, and her legs.

She bit her lips as she looked at herself in a full-length mirror by her door. The attire was not something she would wear in public…hell no, it definitely wasn't. Sakura also had to remember that she was going to add a large amount of makeup onto her face- nothing like that diminutive amount she was used to wearing.

The top, itself, reminded Sakura of a bikini top. It was a dark maroon color, and had thing strings that wrapped around her neck, like a halter. Sakura blushed as she realized how little the fabric covered her breasts: only a few inches. The rest of the strings wrapped in a "x-like" formation around her upped stomach, and ended up tied at her thighs, leaving a belt. The skirt was basically a piece of black silk wrapped around her waist. Only about a foot long, Sakura struggled to wear it. However, it was the longest of any of the options that were given to her.

Her mission was tomorrow, and she barely had the time to scan over the tannish folder that Tsunade had handed her but a few days ago. Was it laziness? Neglect ion? Fear? Well, something had kept her from opening it up.

Now was the time, Sakura concluded, that she would open it. Running her fingers along the crease, she opened it slowly, revealing paper upon paper upon paper. A picture or Orochimaru was included, paper clipped to the front. Sakura blushed as she read most of it, thinking of what she would have to do. Looking over the map, she concluded that the brothel, labeled, "Oto Tenshi"(1) was only a few days away if chakra was used to move at a good, steady pace. Feeling a yawn coming up, Sakura closed the folder back up, and peered up at the ceiling.

Pacing around her small apartment, Sakura held the folder closely to her. Ever since her parents had died, for they were old citizens of Konoha, as well as old parents, Sakura had lived peacefully in this apartment…all by herself, and she had been fine with it. Ever since Sasuke's departure, Sakura had chosen this path…this path of solitude. Sure, she talked to her friends: they were the source of her only happiness. She hid her longing for the Uchiha boy…not to annoy others. Others…others who had lost hope of him returning years and years ago.

Stripping herself of the revealing clothes she had chosen for her mission, Sakura placed on a pair of boy boxers and a white tank top that seemed to ride up her stomach, showing her toned body. Her skin had become a darker color than it was when she was a Genin. She assumed it was because she had trained twice as hard, in the scorching sun, since he left. Her short hair had grown once more. At this time, it lay freely, running down her shoulders, weaving around Sakura's arms like vines. However, when in battle, or on any mission, it stayed tied back in a tight bun, so not to distract her.

Sakura's emerald eyes blinked as she pulled herself into her bed. Feeling the covers on top of her body made her feel safe. Cold or hot…she always had them on.

Yawning timidly, Sakura placed all previous events aside as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

However, as the events were to unfold…those peaceful sleeping periods would not turn to creating dreams…but also nightmares.

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Yay for revision! Well, that plot itself hasn't changed, but I suggest reading the revised chapters because of slight changes that will make you go "huh?" in the future.